Date: Fri, 22 Jan 2010 19:11:40 -0500
From: chucketal@email.com
Subject: As It Was - 13th Year

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WARNING: If you are offended by sex between males or any combination
thereof--where some of them may be related by blood, marriage or just plain
lust-- you definitely should not be reading this story.  If this type of
sex is illegal or immoral in your particular state, province or country,
stop reading now and go away.  If, according to your local laws, you're
under age, no fair peeking below.

Some of the following events may contain graphic descriptions of sexual
acts between men and MINOR boys Any resemblance to any particular boy, man,
teenager, penis or other anatomical part is just your over-active
imagination.

This is the one of series of many personal experiences I wrote originally
for personal therapy and now share for everyone to read.  These stories are
based upon real events that took place in my life.  I have changed the
names of the people and the places where they took place to protect the
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Some of the following stories may depict unprotected sex.  You are reality.
Practice safe sex.  I do not condone either incest or child abuse, however
boy-love-sex as described in the following experiences are a matter of fact
and I make no excuse for what happened to me in the past.

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[Parts of my humble beginning are NOT meant to be erotic in content but
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NOVEMBER 1953

AGE THIRTEEN

BIRTHDAY WITH BIG FRANK

AND HIS NEPHEW ZAKE.

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Often times my stepfather, Ralph, went to visit Frank's restaurant, usually
twice a week.  I would go at least twice a month or more, especially if
Frank needed me to help with something.  It was a good place for Ralph and
I to go for a great birthday dinner, just the two of us guys.  Mother would
have a family party and dinner usually the day of my birthday.

A few months before, Big Frank (as I called him) took in his brother's son
Zake to help him around the kitchen and learn the business.  The business
was getting to be more than Frank could handle alone and he was considering
hiring someone or selling out.  Twenty-four year old Zake came to help
Frank with his going business.

Because things were very busy most of the time when Ralph and I were there,
I was not really able to get to know Zake.  Zake was out of sight in the
kitchen and Frank tended to do most everything needed out in the front.

Several times a year I was asked to stay over at Frank's for the night and
birthday party night was a common stay over for me.  That night was no
exception.

At about seven, Ralph and I arrived at the restaurant and ordered our
evening meal.  I especially enjoyed Frank's home made hot turkey sandwich
with the fixings and a large glass of cold milk.  Ralph ordered a grilled
steak with fried onions baked potato and fresh sweet peas.

After our meal and with barely room to breath, Frank brought out a birthday
cake with ice cream.  The cake was shared with other friends there that
night.  Because I did not have room for cake I ate only a token amount.

Later we played games or watched others.  It was not long before I was
getting tired.  I nodded off a few times before Frank noticed and told me
that I could go up stairs to get ready for bed.  He said to me, "You can
lay down on my bed until I have finished up for the night".  By then I was
willing to miss the rest of the evening.

When I got upstairs, I headed directly to the bathroom, used the toilet,
washed and undressed down to my underwear.  I do not remember much after I
laid down on Frank's large bed, until I was awoken by voices around me.

Zake and Big Frank had finished for the night and were up in the bedroom to
get ready for bed.  Zake went into the bathroom, closed the door for a few
minutes and returned dressed in only his undershorts and an arm full of
clothes, which he deposited upon a chair next to the living room door.  He
preceded to the edge of the bed closest to him, sat on the bed and kicked
off his shoes.

Frank went to the bathroom to urinate, wash his face and came back to the
bed.  He sat on my side of the bed, asked me to move to the center, removed
his shoes with his socks, stood up, undressed down to his boxer shorts, sat
back down on the edge of the bed for a moment before he laid down next to
me.

The light was left on for the time.  Zake asked, "Uncle Frank, do you want
me to shut off the light now?"

Frank replied, "No.  Lets wait awhile.  If our birthday boy is up to it we
may want the light."

Knowing Frank, I knew what he must have been thinking about.  We usually
played around a lot before going to sleep for the night.  But that night I
was not sure about Zake.

>From what I could tell, with my limited contact with Zake, he was a young
man who acted and talked like what boys would call feminine.  His voice was
high and he carried himself with careful delicate movements.  I had not
recalled being around anyone quite like Zake.

Frank looked over at me and smiled.  I gave him a strange look, not knowing
about Zake.  Frank said to Zake, "Prepare to do me first tonight."

Zake responded with, "Okay, Uncle Frank.  Wherever you say."

Zake sprang off the bed, headed into the bathroom and returned with a jar
of petroleum jelly.  He stood in front of his uncle and handed it to him.
Frank said, "Okay, drop them."  Without further command, Zake lowered his
undershorts to the floor and stood back up.

There he stood completely nude in front of Frank.  His pubic hair very
dark, nearly black in color, covered in and around his crotch with shorter
hair down around his upper legs and up to his navel.  His under arms
contained the same nearly black hair as did his crotch.  Zake's chest had
hair in the very center between and around his pair of small brown nipples.

A pair of small testicles rested firmly under an erect tight skinned penis
of about seven inches in length.  The foreskin was pulled back only far
enough to show the point of the head of his penis.

Frank wasted no time.  He removed the cover from the jar, put his fingers
into it and brought out enough lubricant to more than do the job.  Zake
stood there while Frank ran jelly up, down and around the head and shaft.

Frank stood up from the bed, unsnapped his shorts and let them drop to the
floor revealing his gray haired crop that covered not only his crotch, but
seemed to extent up his entire body.  Most of the hair was grayish except
for deep into his crotch or under arms.

His pair of graying hairy testicles, I recall, hung far down between his
legs like a wet bag with two small balls at the bottom.  The sack must have
been at least six inches from its attachment at the crotch to the very
bottom.  The testicles themselves were not much larger than expected for a
man with a long penis.

Frank's penis extended up and out from his hanging sack of testicles, but
only just above them.  It took him some time before his penis got fully
stimulated to the erect position.

He took a pillow from the head of the bed and placed it near the foot of
the bed.  Slowly he moved to the foot of the bed, sat down on the pillow,
reached down, grabbed his legs just below his knees and rolled back upon
the bed.

Zake took his place at Frank's buttocks, took Frank's legs and rested them
upon his shoulders.  Frank put his hands around as to grab a butt check in
each hand and pulled them comfortably back.  Zake moved his buttocks close
into Frank all the time guiding his penis into Frank's rectum opening.

All this while I laid comfortably upon the middle of the bed watching on
with my head resting on bent arm.  The view was even better when I slid up
to a sitting position at the head of the bed to be out of the way of the
action.

Frank had plans for me to be in part of the action.  As soon as Zake was in
position with his penis slipping in and out of his uncle, Frank asked me to
remove my under clothing and lay opposite on top of him.  He proposed to
suck my hard young penis while I enjoyed his long hardening penis in my
mouth.

I quickly removed my underclothes and slipped down upon Frank's soft hairy
body while he positioned me so he would be able to suck me.  He used his
large hands to move me about.  The instant my crotch was over his mouth, he
popped my penis into it.

I could feel the warm wetness of his mouth get me more excited.  It felt as
if the juices were flowing from every part of my body.  I only hoped that
the climax would not come for a long time, so I could enjoy more time with
that feeling.

While Frank sucked me he told me to play with him enough to get him excited
and not enough for a climax.  I used my hand to feel his testicles as I
rubbed his penis head and shaft.  Once in awhile I would stroke his muscle
to feel the hardness come on.  All the while I was able to see Zake sliding
his penis in and out of Frank's rectum.  I did not remember being that
close to that kind of action before.  It was interesting to watch the penis
skin move with each pass in or out.

Before long Frank had me to the point of climax.  There was no need to
announce the arrival, since I knew Frank always enjoyed, what he called my
sweet little juice squirt.  At that age I had a volume to offer but and it
came out with a mighty force up through my six inches.

The feeling came just before I felt the head of my penis get hotter and
more slippery.  Frank slurped the juices and sucked harder and slower.  He
ran his tongue under the head to scoop up the sweet juices, before he
finished me off with licks of his tongue across the tender head.  The
passes of his tongue on my more than usual sensitive penis head nearly
drove me wild.

Then it was over.  He let me loose and asked me to get off him so Zake
could finish his activity.  Presently, Zake made a funny looking face and
announced, "Uncle Frank, I think its time."  There came such a look of
labor on his strained face.  He opened his eyes wide, wrinkled his forehead
and smiled pleasantly as I knew he had given up his love juices to Frank's
inner anal canal.

Zake slowly slumped forward until his hands rested on the bed, either side
of Frank's arms.  After waiting a moment or two, Zake moved back up and
away from Frank, excused himself for leave to the bathroom.  Frank got up
on the edge of the bed, sat there for less than a minute before he got up
and went into the bathroom.

A bit later both Zake and Frank emerged from the bathroom, cleaned and
refreshed.  Frank took up the petroleum jelly jar, took out a large gob of
it on a couple of fingers, put it on the head of his hard ten inch shaft
and rubbed it down the length.  I knew the night was not over and what
might be coming next.

Frank instructed Zake to bend over the bed stand nearest the bathroom door,
while he took out a smaller gob of jelly from the jar.  As Zake bent over
the night stand, Frank worked his fingers in and around Zake's rectum.
With one great stroke Frank pushed two of his large fingers into Zake's
opening and moved them about for a time.  Before he finished he added
another finger from his other hand.  Zake moaned as Frank pulled at his
opening with his fingers.  I knew then that I was in for a great show.

I could see that Zake and Frank were preparing for a good workout.  Frank
wiped his hand on a towel he had brought out from the bathroom, took one
hand and wrapped it around Zake's waist while guiding his hard shaft into
the crack of his nephew.

After a few strokes up and down the crack, Frank hesitated for a few
seconds to ask, "Are you ready?  If so, hold on tight."  With that
proclamation, Frank gave a push into Zake with his broad hips.  I could see
that Zake was moved by the motion.  He was moved physical pain by the
violent push and emotionally by the thrilling stimulation.

Zake gave out a slight utterance of pain as he said, "Wooow, that's great."
And great it was with the head of a ten inch penis about to be rammed up
his rectum.  The thought of it was painful to me.  Also the thought was
stimulating.  I was not sure which emotion was greatest for Zake and at
which point in time.

I saw that Frank held onto Zake with both hands as he pressed closer and
deeper into that nude butt.  There were beads of sweat beginning to appear
on Zake's forehead and upper face.  I could see that the pain and
sensations were a strain on him.

Zake groaned as Frank pressed further into him and sometimes he would say,
"Ooow, does that feel good.  Let me have it Uncle Frank."  or "Give it to
me.  I can take it all."  or "Slow it down so I can feel it."

At about midpoint or at about five or six inches into Zake's rectum, Frank
backed all the way out.  I could see the relief on Zake's face for that few
seconds.  Frank allowed him to catch his breath before he plunged his love
tool into that sore rectum again.  He repeated that for a couple more times
to give his victim time to recover before the hard push.

Frank was a big man with a big penis.  He seemed old to me because he was
gray in most of his pubic hair, partly in other body hair and on his head.
In spite of age he was doing a young man's work with his nephew.

Perhaps because of his age or his ability to take his time, Frank seemed to
take forever to get to his climax.  I was envious of that fact, since I was
not able to hold back for very long and I am sure it must be wonderful to
prolong the sensations.

After a time Frank was covered with sweat like Zake was.  They seemed to me
a very slippery pair.  Finally Frank indicated that he was ready to fill
Zake with his load of love juices.  As Frank pressed his full length into
Zake their sweat met as Frank embraced Zake and held onto him.  I was not
sure if it was sweat or tears that came from Zake's eyes.

In a few more seconds Frank had finished pumping and embraced Zake.  He
slowly released his hold and let his hard penis slowly slip out of a sore
rectum.  The juice and fecal matter had mixed themselves on Frank's shaft.
The end of his penis clearly showed the remains of semen oozing from the
slit as it began to soften.

Frank held the base of his shaft as he rubbed the head of it up and down
the crack of Zake's butt before he wiped his penis with a towel.  I could
see the brown stains as he wiped the sweat and matter off his young
nephew's butt hole.

All that time I laid upon the bed, watching and unconsciously holding my
hard penis in my hand.  Recovery was not long for me then. By that age I
was fully covered with pubic hair in and around my crotch.  The hair did
not extent but a few inches above my penis.

Frank's mostly gray pubic hair was all over his lower body and very bushy.
It covered his shaft for a few inches and most of his testicles.  I could
see through the hair since it was so light and wiry.

Zake's pubic hair was very pronounced in his crotch and nearly up to his
navel.  His chest was quit hairy between his hairy breasts and down to his
navel.  I enjoyed the feel of his hair against my not so hairy body.

Soon we were in Frank's large bed for a night's much needed rest.  I
remember falling asleep some time after Zake returned from the bathroom.

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The next thing I remember was waking up with the feel of moist lips upon my
penis head and around my shaft.  Frank had left us boys alone as he began
his morning chores to get the restaurant ready for the day.

Zake had slipped my penis from under the covers to be free and able to be
sucked.  As I became alert, Zake began to suck upon me with a great force.
The stimulation soon had my love tool very erect as my morning lover licked
my testicles and penis or sucked one or the other.

Before I was able to eject, Zake jumped up onto the bed from his position
on the floor at the edge of the bed.  He straddled me with his hard shaft
in his hand.  He pumped it for a short time before his shaft let got with a
burst of semen upon my chest and upper abdomen.

He squeezed out the final juices and wiped them upon my belly before he
slid down upon his chest between my open legs.  With his tongue, he licked
the whole of my chest and abdomen until he had licked off all of the love
juices he had deposited there.  That was a sensation I had not experienced
before.

Again, Zake slipped down and took up sucking and licking my penis or
testicles.  Soon he had me to the point of exploding my load of semen into
his hot wet mouth.  I did not feel it important to let him know since he
had just taken in his own fluid from my body.

Zake slurped as he licked up my juices and sucked me clean.  The feel of
his tongue around the head of my penis sent very sharp sensations up and
down my body, almost a wonderful pain.  As I began to go limp, he stopped
and went into the bathroom to get ready for work.

After Zake left for the morning, I got up, cleaned myself and dressed.
Frank and Zake were busy when I got down stairs.  A little later I left for
home.

There were later times I remember Zake would have friends visit him.  A
couple of times when I had the opportunity to help, Zake had company stop
in for awhile, during some slow times.  He would entertain them upstairs in
the living room while Frank and I worked down in the restaurant.

In the late evenings when it was slow in the kitchen and busy at the bar,
Frank would over look Zake's disappearing up stairs to visit with male
friends.  Knowing some of his friends, I assumed that those visits had been
intimate.

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Submitted by Chucketal, Keene, NH 03431 © Copyright 2001 .  All rights
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